Tianxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and examined the pill he had just refined. "Of course something's wrong. We're living in poverty here, while our benefactor is out there braving the elements. How can we rest in peace?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Sushen glanced at him and asked an irrelevant question: "Did you choose your Taoist name yourself?"
Tianxuan shook his head: "It was given by the Taoist friend in the green robe."
Wei Sushen said solemnly: "It suits you very well."
·
At night, under the dim light, countless ghosts and monsters appear.
Fang Shan was carrying a large wine gourd on his back, staggering along the street, not much different from an ordinary drunkard.
Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head, and his sight extended to the long pole a few feet away... Someone was standing on the top, and the dark purple cloak was blown by the wind.
Fang Shan took down his wine gourd, took a sip, and waved, "Good evening, fellow Taoist."
The moment the Demon Lord jumped down, the corner of his clothes seemed to cut through the darkness: "You have a very good attitude."
Fang Shan thought he was the best in the world at disguise, but he never thought he would be recognized.
The Demon Lord saw his confusion and curled his lips slightly. "Back in the Demon Realm, someone nearly emptied my wine cellar... He spent his days in taverns and loved to hang out in places crowded with storytellers. Finding such a cultivator shouldn't be difficult."
Fang Shan narrowed his eyes. "I admit the former, but how can I explain the latter?"
Demon Lord: "Why play dumb? I just want to hear their 'legendary' stories about you."
Fang Shan clasped his fists and said, "A kindred spirit!"
“…”
The moment he finished speaking, Fang Shan deliberately leaked a breath of air, which was noticed by the monks searching in the city and they hurried over.
The Demon Lord leaned aside with his arms folded: "Why don't you continue to hide?"
Fang Shan looked up at the sky and murmured, "A dark and windy night for murder."
He wiped his hand across his face and his original appearance returned to normal.
As the auras from all directions grew stronger, Fang Shan seized the opportunity and quickly said to the Demon Lord, "I will lead them into the wilderness and kill them. If the battle continues here, they will think I am colluding with the Demon Realm and find excuses to use against you."
The Demon Lord had a strange look on his face…this kind of consideration made his hair stand on end.
Fang Shan then said, "Once you conclude that you and I are colluding, your words cannot be trusted."
The Demon Lord has a feeling, and now he is going to get to the point.
Fang Shan had already flown out of the city, but his voice hadn't yet spread: "Remember to spread the news: Hundreds of cultivators have been chasing Huangfu Aoshan for three thousand miles since Chao'an. Huangfu Aoshan, armed with only his sword, fought a desperate battle in the desolate Tiannan Mountains. The pursuing army was completely annihilated, and Huangfu Aoshan's legend began from then on!"
“…”
The weather was not good, the moon was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the rain fell softly. The Demon Lord felt that such a night was really boring, and it was nowhere as exciting as the fighting in the Demon Realm.
After a moment's thought, he followed behind to watch the show.
It was already a little late when he arrived. Fang Shan was standing there holding a sword, with a few spots of blood on his face that didn't belong to him. There were corpses all around him, but the corners of his mouth were curled cruelly.
Fang Shan has a face that is not suitable for killing. At least he gives people the impression that he is soft-hearted and likes to make trouble.
However, at this moment, through the raindrops that kept flowing down his hair, Fang Shan looked into the eyes of the distant Demon Lord and said with a grin, "This is the way the world is."
After saying that, he turned and left, leaving only his back.
The Demon Lord looked at the corpse on the ground and felt that it did not suit his aesthetic taste. He flicked his sleeves and the corpse, which was originally relatively intact, exploded instantly.
"Since when did the Tianji Sect's leader start to like joining in the fun?"
Du Xuan jumped down from the tree, bringing with him a gust of cool breeze.
The Demon Lord tutted his words, "You are so worthy of the title of the First Gentleman, but you actually watched so many cultivators die at the hands of Huangfu Aoshan."
Du Xuan said calmly, "Since you've decided to kill someone to steal the treasure, if you're not as skilled as them, then you'll die."
The Demon Lord smiled and nodded: "Master Du, do you want to make a bet with me?"
Hearing that he changed his address, Du Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Demon Lord: "If I lose, I will not compete with you for the title of Alchemist Conference Champion. If you win, the Sect Master will only need to do a trivial and insignificant thing."
A calculating glint flashed in Du Xuan's eyes: "Is it irrelevant?"
The Demon Lord's eyes also flashed with a sharp light: "I swear on my demon heart that this is just a trivial matter and has nothing to do with good or evil."
Du Xuan: "What are you betting on?"
The Demon Lord looked into the distance and said, "Let's bet on whether he will come back. I think he will."
Du Xuan thought of Huangfu Aoshan's elegant and resolute back before he left, and nodded to indicate that he was willing to take the gamble.
Time passed minute by minute, and the rain was not as heavy as before.
A figure appeared from a distance, and Du Xuan's expression looked a little bad.
Fang Shan came running all the way here. He was not surprised to see Du Xuan. Instead, he gasped and said, "I almost forgot."
Seeing the bloody body with only debris left, he couldn't help but frown.
The Demon Lord looked up at the sky, as if it was none of his business.
Fang Shan didn't care too much and left a mark on the ground with his sword: Seeking justice.
Then sign in the lower right corner.
After doing all this, he turned away.
The Demon Lord looked at Du Xuan, whose expression was already blurred, and stated the truth bluntly: "You lose."
Du Xuan glanced at him and did not refute.
The Demon Lord was in a good mood: "I just need the Sect Master to spread some news."
As he said this, he conveyed to Du Xuan exactly what Fang Shan had asked him to do, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, he flew away.
·
Wei Sushen had to take medicine every day for half a month. When he came out of seclusion, a rolling thunderstorm came.
Tianxuan stood far away to avoid being affected by the thunder.
This level of thunder tribulation will quickly attract people's attention. It is unrealistic to want to escape before the tribulation. Tianxuan silently sprinkled poison powder around to delay time.
There was not much worry in Wei Sushen's eyes. Once he successfully overcame the tribulation and his strength skyrocketed, it would not be a problem for him and Tianxuan to escape from the encirclement.
There was a huge thunderstorm in the distance, and the momentum it burst out instantly soared into the sky. Some people had heard the noise and rushed over.
However, before he got close, the monk walking in the woods suddenly felt a chill on his forehead. When he touched it, he found it was wine.
Looking up, they saw a man lying on a tree, shaking a wine gourd at them: "Anyone who trespasses will be killed."
"It's a holy weapon!"
Fang Shan is now wanted by many families, and his appearance has long been known throughout Chao'an.
He made a gesture of wiping his neck and said, "If you go any further, I won't be polite."
The visitor was a disciple of a sect. He had no grudge against him, and the sect was not very interested in the transformed holy pill. He did not want to cause trouble, so he really left.
Unfortunately, the later people did not have this awareness and wanted to capture Fang Shan to collect the reward. Fang Shan was helpless and could not reason with them, so he could only send them to see the King of Hell.
As the news gradually spread, more and more people came.
"We must not let the holy weapon break through!" Some forces have already formed mortal feuds. Even if the holy weapon breaks through, their ancestors will not be their match.
At that time, Fang Shan was standing on a narrow path with his sword unsheathed. He glanced at the monks with ill intentions and suddenly jumped up. The sword flashed, leaving the three words "Mo Kaishan" on the mountain wall.
A strange gleam flashed across his eyes, which floated in mid-air. He looked at these monks as if they were ants, and said slowly, "One man guarding the pass is enough to stop ten thousand men."
Even though they had different positions, the visitors had to admit that Fang Shan's aura was terrifying.
As for Wei Sushen, Tianxuan had almost spread the poison to several miles away, but still no one came to cause trouble.
He squatted on the ground, burying the seeds of the Piranha Plant while looking in the direction of Wei Sushen, muttering, "Are you too weak, or is the thunder tribulation not strong enough?"
Dozens of silver snake-like lightning bolts seemed to understand his words. In the blink of an eye, they grew as thick as forearms and struck down with a loud bang.
Wei Sushen had a dark face and asked Tianxuan to remain quiet while dealing with the thunder tribulation.
Others only need to get through nine levels of thunder tribulation, but when it comes to Wei Sushen, today's thunder tribulation is like a shot of chicken blood, and it strikes him with the tenth thunder tribulation.
Wei Sushen directly turned into the Bridge to the Other Shore. The bridge trembled and seemed to be on the verge of collapse several times.
As the first crack appeared on the bridge, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Hold on! You are the protagonist, you can't die!"
Tianxuan was in a daze... The protagonist is not just a character in the storybook, and this method of persuading people is too weird.
Fang Shan has limited tools and cannot waste them all in this world. After delaying for a while, he estimated that Wei Sushen should be almost there, so he did not continue to block the intersection and flew over.
No one knew whether his words had any effect. Wei Sushen let out a low roar, and a storm began to rise around him, and he fought back head-on.
The dark blue light weakened, indicating that the thunder tribulation had passed. However, the sound of thunder still echoed in the valley. The cultivators who were chasing behind saw that Wei Sushen had successfully passed the tribulation and quickly retreated.
Fang Shan: "Saving a life is worse than building a seven-story pagoda. Why don't we let these people go?"
Before the monks had time to rejoice, they felt a heart-wrenching pain. Looking down, they found that their bodies had begun to fester and soon their bones were exposed. They subconsciously looked at Fang Shan.
Fang Shan spread his hands: "Just because I don't do it doesn't mean others won't."
On the other side, Tianxuan slowly stood up and watched them howling on the ground, his eyes devoid of any sympathy. "Since you said you died from exploding after taking my medicine, then you might as well experience the feeling of exploding and dying."
As soon as he finished speaking, he changed his attitude again, and walked up to Fang Shan with his tail wagging like a puppy: "My benefactor, do you feel uncomfortable?"
As he spoke, he took out the Hundred Flower Dew, the Poison-Removing Pill and other things. He had poisoned everything around him. What if his benefactor was implicated?
"I am a holy weapon, immune to all poisons." Fang Shan raised his chin proudly.
Tianxuan looked at him with admiration.
After Wei Sushen broke through, Fang Shan regained his domineering demeanor, and without concealing his true appearance, he swaggered back to the city.
Tianxuan followed him and felt for the first time the importance of being strong.
"With your talent, you will be well-known in the alchemy field within ten years. By then, you can find a way to take control of the Alchemy Pavilion."
Tianxuan nodded: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late. When the time comes, I will call on my alchemists to cut off the supply of elixirs to these forces."
After the longing, he felt a little depressed: "But I can't even protect myself now."
Fang Shan: "After all, there are only a few people who want to catch you making pills. Before that, just find a backer."
Tianxuan immediately said, "I want to follow you."
Fang Shan shook his head: "I will leave here soon."
Tianxuan has transformed into a living person and cannot be taken away by the world.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Tianxuan's eyes. Fang Shan smiled and said, "But there's another good place."
The Alchemist Conference is over, and after today, Du Xuan and others are ready to leave.
The Demon Lord did not forget to make things difficult for him at this time, and his words were full of sarcasm about Du Xuan's loss in the bet.
"Great, everyone's here."
Upon hearing this sound, the people eating in the restaurant froze for a moment.
Fang Shan walked in with a smile on his face and pulled Tianxuan forward: "Come, call someone, this is Uncle Du."
Du Xuan smiled bitterly and waved his hands: "No."
Just as he was about to retreat, Fang Shan suddenly raised his eyebrows and moved his lips a few times. Du Xuan paused and looked at Tian Xuan with a smile: "Good talent and beautiful jade, are you willing to follow me to Tianji Sect?"
Tianxuan was used to being looked down upon, so he was a little uncomfortable being actively recruited.
Du Xuan smiled and said, "There's a 'Xuan' in our names, and this is fate."
"What a bullshit fate!"
The Demon Lord and Du Xuan had been fighting for decades, and whatever the other wanted, they would fight for. Furthermore, it was unknown what tactics Du Xuan had employed, but the champion of the weapon refining conference was willing to accompany him to the Tianji Sect. If another Tianxuan arrived, the Tianji Sect's strength would increase significantly in no time.
"He is a gentleman," the Demon Lord emphasized, and said to Tianxuan, "You must think carefully. If several major forces join forces and choose between your interests and the interests of the Tianji Sect, the result is self-evident."
Tianxuan looked gloomy.
The Demon Lord coughed lightly and said, "But my Demon Realm is different. The demon cultivators rely on fighting and plundering for resources. You are an alchemist, so you don't need to take that path."
Tianxuan hesitated, unable to make a decision, and finally looked at Fang Shan.
Fang Shan nodded and gave him an encouraging smile.
Tianxuan asked, "Can the Demon Realm protect me for ten years?"
The Demon Lord laughed loudly, his voice deliberately loud enough to be heard from far away on the street: "My principle is that if anyone offends me in the slightest, I will dig up his ancestral grave!"
He used both hard and soft tactics and tried to speak in a gentle tone: "As long as I am alive, no one dares to hurt you."
Tianxuan was moved: "Good man, you are better than I thought!"
"..." The Demon Lord's heart trembled slightly, and he almost forgot that this was a person with a normal brain.
"Good man, I will follow you from now on."
Demon Lord: "...Actually, you can reconsider it."
Tianxuan shook his head: "I will go to the Demon Realm with you."
Before leaving, Tianxuan gave Fang Shan a gentle hug: "My benefactor, I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
Fang Shan patted his shoulder and said, "Go to the Demon Realm, take good care of yourself."
Tianxuan: "My benefactor is also like that." He lowered his voice and said: "My benefactor is loyal and righteous. In the future, you should think more about yourself and don't let yourself be dragged down."
Wei Sushen, who inexplicably became a burden in the eyes of others: ...
Du Xuan tricked the Demon Lord, but because Fang Shan was there, he didn't dare to stay for long, and set off with the leader of Xiaoyao Sect.
The bustling restaurant suddenly became quiet.
Fang Shan: "Did any equipment drop after successfully surviving the tribulation?"
Wei Sushen shook his head.
Fang Shan sighed, "It seems that this time I can only take away Puppetry."
Of course, it would be another matter if Wei Sushen continued to be willing to stay in this world to carry out his mission.
However, both of them felt that it was best to run away. They had already caused enough trouble. Tianxuan was at least taken in by the Demon Realm, and there was probably no such force willing to take them in in the vast world.
·
The same blue sky and white clouds, but I can no longer feel the spiritual energy in the air.
Wei Sushen had no time to feel melancholy. As soon as he came back, Fang Shan hid in the corner stealthily and laughed silently.
"Come and see." Fang Shan called him.
Wei Sushen walked over and his eyelids jumped. What Fang Shan was holding in his hand was the "History of Tianxuan Continent".
"Can you bring the book back?"
Fang Shan: "It's a worthless thing, and it's not a technique. I can still do it with a little privilege."
Wei Sushen roughly read through it. It was tens of thousands of words long, and most of it was about describing Fang Shan.
I turned to the last page and didn't see any paragraph about him.
Fang Shan pointed at him.
On the first page, when describing the disaster of the two saints, there was a small note after Xiong Batian's name, and at the bottom of the page, there was a comment: In a certain year and month, with the help of Huangfu Aoshan, a breakthrough was achieved.
However... nothing happened.
Later on, any fragmentary mention of Wei Sushen was made using the term "another holy weapon" as a reference.
Fang Shan sighed: "I can understand the host's desire to have a name, but as a system, I am too good."
Wei Sushen used to be the center of attention wherever he went, but after a while, the excessive attention would make him unhappy. However, since signing the contract with Fang Shan, no one has ever paid attention to him no matter where he goes.
I never thought that in the eyes of unofficial historians, he is not even worthy of having a name.
The huge gap made Wei Sushen feel very delicate at the moment.
Fang Shan forced an unnatural smile on his face: "The host's current expression is very dangerous."
There are signs that someone wants to steal my limelight.
Wei Sushen stood in the yard for a while, said nothing, and turned back to the villa.
The little fat boy was rummaging through something in the living room. When he saw someone coming into the room, he first curled his lips in Fang Shan's direction.
Fang Shan lifted her hair and twisted her waist coquettishly.
The little fat boy couldn't help but make a face.
"How old are you?" Wei Sushen asked coldly.
The little fat boy was startled: "Brother, why are you here?"
Wei Sushen: "..."
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